Chapter 58: Shocked to the Unbelievable Chief Examiner
Chapter 58 The imperial examination examiner was shocked beyond belief...
Gao Zhang, who was writing with flying colors and full of fighting spirit, had already solved the policy question about military equipment.
It is eloquent, with almost more than 4,000 words, and every implementation step is written in great detail.
Gao Zhang felt that as long as he is an individual, he should follow his own policy.
It can be regarded as a work plan or an event planning outline to be followed step by step.
As long as you don't have a problem with your IQ or have other motives, you will definitely be able to achieve results.
As for Master Hunzun’s confidant eunuch Yang Jian, he actually appeared in the Gongyuan.
Gao Zhang still didn't understand why. It was probably a coquettish move by the master.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian's actions just now were too difficult to guess, especially his last move of grabbing his crotch.
Gao Zhang, who has a very smart mind and excellent association skills, was dumbfounded.
I have no idea what the meaning of the dumb slap Yang Jian gave him was. Could it mean: thunder in the crotch - anxious? Or firecrackers in the crotch - Zhenque?
Gao Zhang was sitting there with a confused look on his face, chewing a piece of meat pie and trying to think clearly.
Interpreting what Yang Jian wanted to convey. Unfortunately, I couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.
Forget it, instead of thinking about what is there and what is not, it is better to look at what is in front of you.
I picked up another policy question and was thinking carefully about how to solve it.
This is a question about how to mitigate the serious land annexation in the Song Dynasty.
When Gao Zhang saw this topic, he narrowed his eyes slightly. It was definitely unrealistic to solve the land annexation problem in one fell swoop.
So what Ce asked was how to mitigate the increasingly fierce land annexation.
This question is for anyone who is willing to watch historical dramas, historical novels, or even historical time-travel novels.
We all know that in later generations, capable people and wise men jumped on this issue and solved many problems.
Even if it is not completely solved, it can still delay the increasingly acute land annexation problem in the Northern Song Dynasty today.
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After rubbing his sore wrist, Gao Zhang picked up the pen and began to think about it in his mind.
Just when he was about to write, Wu Zhizhong, the Minister of Rites, who was stunned and watched Yang Jian crawl away, was already pacing up to him.
Wu Shangshu glanced over at him for the first time, the expression on his face seemed a bit astonished.
He saw that on the desk of Gao Zhang, Taiwei Gao's only son, there were already several pieces of rice paper covered with calligraphy.
But when he came closer, he glanced at her and instantly his eyes widened in an exaggerated way.
Then he raised his hand, rubbed his eyeballs vigorously, took a step forward, and looked at it carefully.
I'm sure, this is the kind of calligraphy I've seen in official stores before.
The kind of calligraphy style originally created by the official family with exposed muscles and bones, making it look thin and sharp, with side edges as sharp as orchid bamboo: Thin Gold Style.
Such sophisticated and skillful calligraphy almost made Wu Zhizhong think that this was an official who came here to pretend to be his son, no, he was made up to look like Gao Zhang, Gao Qiu's biological son.
Wu Zhizhong raised his head again with a confused look on his face and looked at Gao Zhang, an eleven-year-old boy with red lips, white teeth and handsome eyebrows.
Gao Zhang had already noticed this middle-aged official wearing a royal robe and standing in front of him with an expression of disbelief.
Seeing the shocked look from the other party, Gao Zhang couldn't help but asked curiously.
"I don't know why this senior official has such an expression. Could it be that there is something wrong with the student?"
Wu Zhizhong stared straight at Gao Zhang.
"Who did you learn this calligraphy from..."
Hearing this, Gao Zhang's heart skipped a beat, oh, I didn't expect him to be in this examination room.
I met an old driver who had most likely seen the original fonts created by Master Hunjun, and the talented Yang Jian even winked at the old man. Could it be...
With his mind spinning, Gao Zhang showed an innocent and fascinated expression and raised his fingers to the sky.
"Learned it from the gods in my dream."
I told Master Hunjun that I learned it from the banished immortal in my dream, so I naturally want to continue to maintain this theory.
"???" Wu Zhizhong immediately asked Gao Zhang for his answer. He was stunned for a long time and didn't know what expression he should put on.
I learned it from the gods in my god's dream, but the problem is that this font was created by the official family. Is it possible that the gods can also use the official font?
Wu Zhizhong shook his head in disbelief, looked at the rice paper filled with beautiful calligraphy, and subconsciously copied it in his hand.
I want to see what Gao Zhang wrote. Maybe his calligraphy is outstanding, but the content, huh?
What Wu Zhizhong was holding in his hand was Gao Zhang's article on how to solve the problem of the dereliction of military equipment in the Song Dynasty.
At first glance, it seems that there is no reference to classics like other Jinshi candidates.
It's really like the colloquial language used in daily conversation, the whole spoken language is vernacular.
However, after scanning only two lines, Wu Zhizhong's eyes immediately changed. He suddenly raised his head and glanced at Gao Zhang.
He lowered his head again and read the policy article.
I saw the examiner's extremely exaggerated expression changing in front of me.
Gao Zhang simply put down his writing and sat down, picked up the meat pie that he had not finished eating before and continued to chew on it.
Gao Zhang, who had just written an article that he thought was a heart-wrenching work, was actually quite uneasy in his heart.
After all, in ancient imperial examinations, the answers to questions must have been in classical Chinese.
If you write so much content yourself, you will definitely not be able to convert the content into classical Chinese with careful consideration of words and sentences.
However, even if Gao Zhang saw the shocked face of the examiner, considering that the other person had seen Master Hunjun's handwriting, he had just winked at Yang Jian, who had repeatedly slapped him.
Could it be that...this is the master's extravagant trick on his carefully prepared journey to become a Jinshi?
This made Gao Zhang, who was originally worried that his best work would be blacklisted by the examiner due to writing problems, feel relieved.
Wu Zhizhong's heart was really in a state of turmoil at this moment. This boy's calligraphy handwriting had already surprised him greatly.
And this policy question written by this eleven-year-old boy simply refreshed Wu Zhizhong's three views.
Faced with this problem that was enough to cause headaches to countless capable officials in the Song Dynasty, he actually came up with two solutions.
No matter which one it is, in the eyes of Wu Zhizhong, an important minister of the Song Dynasty, both plans are actually feasible.
It can be said that his eloquent policy question of three to four thousand words has been written in enough detail, although in Wu Zhizhong's opinion.
The whole article is spoken in spoken language, and there are no references to scriptures. It seems too immature, and even takes it for granted in some places.
But no one dares to deny that this is an outrageously excellent policy question.
